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“Mary and the Witch’south Flower” is something of a phenomenon. Regardless of its merits as a flick, the fact that it fifty-fifty exists in such a dire fourth dimension for animated cinema is something worth celebrating. It was only a few years ago, in August 2014, when the peerless Studio Ghibli announced it was re-evaluating its future in the wake of fiscal hardships and Hayao Miyazaki’southward supposed retirement — the move seemed to ostend the collective fear that the world’south almost consistently vivid film studio was lost without the visionary storyteller responsible for so much of its immortal output.

Dorsum then, the news felt like a potentially fatal blow for mitt-drawn animation, the terminal surrender of a common cold war that had started with friendly burn down (Pixar) and ended with outright humiliation (“The Emoji Moving picture”). Just all was not lost.

Studio Ghibli before long flickered back to life, co-producing Michaël Dudok de Wit’s “The Red Turtle” in 2016. Miyazaki, restless equally ever, committed himself to another feature. And now, perhaps most promising of all, several of the legendary filmmaker’s most talented disciples accept formed their own out company and begun to brand their own movies in the Ghibli tradition.

The debut offering from the newly minted Studio Ponoc (a name derived from the Serbo-Croatian word for “midnight,” and meant to signal the dawn of a new twenty-four hour period), “Mary and the Witch’s Flower” may not be a swell flick — it occasionally struggles just to exist a good one — but information technology’s a convincing proof-of-concept, and that might be more than important in the long run.

Directed by Ghibli alum Hiromasa Yonebayashi (“When Marnie Was There”), Studio Ponoc’south offset effort feels like a high-end knockoff that’s been fabricated with the all-time of intentions. It has the sense of taste and texture of a vegan hot domestic dog, and ultimately the same outcome — a lie that satisfies those who tin’t milkshake their craving for the truth. The illusion is most complete during the beautiful opening sequence, which captures the vitality and rare sense of take chances that rushes through Miyazaki classics like “The Castle in the Sky.” A young girl with hair like a wood fire makes a daring escape from a floating palace of some kind, dodging blobby demons and zipping into the moonlight on a magic broom.

Packed with more detail and wonder than the concluding x years of Pixar movies combined, this scene is so refreshingly aesthetic and live that it nearly doesn’t matter that it’s all been washed earlier. If anything, the crux of its amuse lies in the joy of begetting witness to something that might never have been done again.

All the same, there’southward a thin line betwixt homage and theft, and Yonebayashi doesn’t seem to intendance where it is. Adapted from Mary Stewart’due south 1971 children’due south book “The Little Broomstick” (Yonebayashi has a affair for bucolic British lit) and borrowing liberally from Ghibli’south signature iconography, “Mary and the Witch’s Bloom” is less of a new cosmos than it does a Miyazaki Mad-Lib.

Post-obit that electric prologue, the story begins in hostage with a gingery pre-teen named Mary (endearingly voiced in the English language-language version by “The BFG” star Red Barnhill), who moves into her Nifty-Aunt Charlotte’s land home for reasons that are never fairly explained. She’s not an orphan or annihilation, her parents are just… on their style? Mary is a vintage Miyazaki heroine, pint-sized and petulant and recklessly bored. Every bit someone observes most her: “You’re meant to look twice before yous leap — she inappreciably looks at all.” “That’s what I love near virtually her,” Great-Aunt Charlotte replies.

Mary, however, doesn’t seem to love anything about herself. Her biggest hangup is that she feels lousy at everything and totally useless. We’re left to have her at her word. But things presently brainstorm to look upward for this klutzy kid once she stumbles upon a mysterious bluish blossom that grants her magical powers for 12 hours, and the broomstick she needs to make clean the house suddenly whisks her away to a floating schoolhouse of witchcraft and wizardry. This one may be chosen Endor College and not Hogwarts, only at that place’s truly nothing new nether the sun, or hiding behind the moon. Stewart’s tale predates the “Harry Potter” saga by some time, but withal proves too similar to exhume. That’south fine by Yonebayashi, who eagerly flattens the source material into a flimsy backdrop for some “Kiki’southward Delivery Service” fan-fiction, along with a few loving nods to everything from “Spirited Away” to “Howl’southward Moving Castle.” Anything to give those Ghibli fans their prepare and let them know in that location’s a new dealer in boondocks.

From in that location, “Mary and the Witch’s Blossom” chop-chop becomes i of those children’s movies where a kid enters a magical new world and repeats every curiosity they run across in the form of a question. “Welcome to Endor College,” says the school’s severe headmistress (Kate Winslet). “Endor College?” Mary parrots. “That true cat is a familiar” says the humanoid beaver beast who greets our heroine at the gates with a thick Scottish brogue. “A familiar?” Mary asks. “We’re plain evil eugenicists with ulterior motives” says the pint-sized chemistry teacher (Jim Broadbent, voicing a character who looks like a “Topsy-Turvy” version of Dr. Robotnik). “Ulterior motives?” Mary echoes.

Okay, that terminal example isn’t real, just it might besides be. Besides, there’s no other apparent explanation for why Mary develops such a quick distaste for this sky-high fantasy globe. Endor is curiously empty (Mary never really meets another student), merely it’s greener and less gothic than Hogwarts, punctuated with shimmering minarets that are appear to be teeming with life during our cursory glimpses inside. It’s FAO Schwarz on an impossibly one thousand calibration, and nosotros don’t get a clear sense of why she might not desire to be in that location. It’southward not but that she senses something amiss; she’south completely disinterested. Being told that she’s a once-in-a-century witch barely seems to motion the needle. If annihilation, information technology simply strengthens Mary’south self-doubt, equally she knows that her powers were borrowed from a flower, and not found her blood. If the film is arguing that children would be wise to appreciate the magic they can find in the existent globe, it fails to make a compelling case.

The chintzier the storytelling becomes, the cheaper the animation begins to seem. Are the villains so one-dimensional and underwritten because they look like they’ve been plucked from the doodles in Miyazaki’south wastebasket, or exercise they look like secondhand graphic symbol designs because they’re so one-dimensional and underwritten? It’s both hard to tell and ultimately irrelevant, just other flaws are easier to see for yourself. The colors are garish, the Ghibli touches phone call attending to themselves, and the action is so bars to a few simple locations that Endor eventually comes to resemble an abandoned playground, a spectacular palace of unrealized potential. This isn’t an ugly film past any stretch, but there’south a bootlegged vibe to it, and even the all-time moments experience similar they’ve been photocopied from a truthful original.

And yet, there’s something indivisibly pure well-nigh the fact that Yonebayashi and his team have refused to let something cute die just considering the rest of the globe were willing to lower their standards. It’south thrilling that Studio Ponoc fifty-fifty exists, and that they’ve come so close to cloning the movies we once feared that people would no longer brand.

With “Mary and the Witch’s Flower,” they’ve come both too close and not close enough, resulting in an hazard that can never climb out of the uncanny valley it digs for itself. If Ponoc truly hopes to brand films in the spirit of Studio Ghibli, they’ll eventually have to embrace the fact that Studio Ghibli made films that nobody else could, would, or already had. That volition prove to exist a tall guild, but this new outfit might just have the moxie to pull it off. You’re meant to look twice earlier you jump, but “Mary and the Witch’s Flower” suggests that Ponoc hardly looks at all. For at present, that’southward what yous’ll love most about them.

Class: C+

“Mary and the Witch’s Flower” opens in theaters on Friday, January 19.

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